𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐭

Chapter 24

Feng Jiaming’s struggle

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On a luxury long Lincoln limousine.

The white kitten, with an obsidian-studded bowtie around its neck, sat proudly on the rear bar, with its fluffy tail happily swaying from side to side, and its blue eyes curiously looking at the rear compartment of the limousine.

The car slowly stopped, and Feng Jiaming stretched out her hand to hold Fu Xiao’s hand.

Little Sugar Cake then made a prompt decision to smack it down with a paw, and jumped between the two of them.

Fu Xiao grabbed Little Sugar Cake and got off the car.

Feng Jiaming was left alone in the car.

She froze for a moment, then bit her lip, and got out of the car behind them.

This banquet is specially designed to welcome and celebrate the cooperation between Angus and Xingchen. Although it was not very formal, there were still many Xingcheng executives attending.

Therefore, those high-level executives saw their usually unsmiling CEO walk into the venue with a cat in his arms.

Secretary Zhang, Fu Xiao’s partner for many years, had already brought a glass of wine over and handed it to Fu Xiao, saying: “Mr. Fu, the people are almost here, and Director Angus is also coming.”

Fu Xiao nodded while holding the wine.

While Fu Xiao was not paying attention, Little Sugar Cake curiously and secretly tried to put his paw into the glass.

“En, good.” As Fu Xiao spoke, he held the sneaky paw of Little Sugar Cake and pressed it down gently.

A gleam of light flashed in Secretary Zhang’s golden glasses, looking at the kitten in Fu Xiao’s arms, he complimented: “Is this Little Sugar Cake? It’s really pretty and cute.”

Little Sugar Cake looked up suspiciously——

Is this person Secretary Zhang?

In the original description, Secretary Zhang is a very powerful person. He treats different people with completely different attitudes, but he is also the most heartfelt person to Fu Xiao. Until the end, he never betrayed Fu Xiao.

This alone makes Little Sugar Cake feel good about him.

Not to mention the fact that now he has the good eye to compliment himself.

Little Sugar Cake proudly raised its head and raised its chest with a meow-ao as a response.

The various delicacies in the banquet exuded aroma, and Little Sugar Cake’s keen sense of smell stared at these delicacies on the table, silently drooling.

Today, Fu Xiao really did what he said. He ate cat food with no taste for breakfast and lunch.

The thought of having to eat for another week makes him feel hopeless.

At this moment, looking at the delicious food at the banquet, his eyes almost glowed green.

Little Sugar Cake wisely found a reason for himself.

This party does not provide cat food.

It’s not that he doesn’t eat, it’s that he doesn’t have any.

Fu Xiao laughed and said to Secretary Zhang: “Bring something for Little Sugar Cake to eat, boiled is fine.”

Secretary Zhang nodded, and Little Sugar Cake happily jumped into Secretary Zhang’s arms, wagging his tail happily.